Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Millions of years?! Guan Xun's breath hitched immediately, all his previous guesses were dispelled. Did he really know her?! Could she be someone he had persecuted in the past? What kind of hatred could have lasted for millions of years?

Her divine soul had long since merged with and replaced this body. Simply put, apart from the appearance, everything else was already Guan Xun herself. No wonder the Imperial Tutor could only confirm it through blood.

But Guan Xun couldn't admit it right now, or his life would be in danger: "Ridiculous, I'm just a teenage girl, how could I have such a claim of millions of years?"

"I heard that the Imperial Tutor rarely leaves his house, so he must be a little out of his mind from being cooped up."

If anyone else had heard these words, they would have been furious and unleashed a torrent of abuse, but the Imperial Tutor remained unmoved.

"Can you entrust your heart to me?"

A clear, ethereal voice, carrying a question, echoed through the courtyard, cold and emotionless.

What did he say?!

Guan Xun thought she had misheard. No matter how noble the Imperial Tutor's status was, he was just a stranger to her. How could he ask for her heart so readily?! What was the difference between that and directly asking her how she wanted to die?

"You're insane!" Guan Xun couldn't help but shout out.

As soon as she finished speaking, an exceptionally powerful divine sense swept over her without warning! An invisible pressure suddenly descended from above, and in an instant, she felt suffocated, her legs trembled slightly, her knees bent, and she almost knelt on the ground.

Guan Xun looked at her somewhat huddled shadow cast by the moonlight on the ground. Her brows were furrowed, filled with gloom. She grinned, raised her fierce eyes, and glared at the Imperial Tutor.

This man! Very well! Does he really think her life is so easy to take?!

She was not to be outdone. The moment the other party exerted pressure with their divine sense, she immediately released her own divine sense to resist. Otherwise, she would have been pressed to the ground long ago and would not have been able to stand up.

They made such a commotion in the dormitory courtyard, so it shouldn't have gone unnoticed. But so much time has passed and they haven't heard any other noises. Guan Xun guessed that there must have been a barrier set up around them.

She watched the man's movements, pondering how to escape.

Of course,

The Imperial Tutor's indifferent voice rang out again, asking the same question: "Can you entrust your heart to me?"

Instead of making a direct move, he kept asking for an answer, which surprised Guan Xun. She was not slow-witted; it sounded like the other party couldn't take her life at will and needed her consent before he could act.

Killing her should be as simple as lifting a finger, yet it has been delayed for so long. This thought flashed through his mind, and Guan Xun tentatively said, "Impossible. If you have the guts, then kill me."

The Imperial Tutor simply watched her silently, offering no reply. This further confirmed Guan Xun's suspicions, and she couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Her once deep, dark eyes suddenly sharpened considerably, and three red dots appeared within them. Then, a faint red light slowly spread out...

She knew she couldn't win in a direct confrontation; she had already used her divine sense to resist the opponent's pressure. Now, she could only try to use her control over her powers to escape.

However… she has absolutely no confidence in the power of control that she has always been so proud of.

"Imperial Tutor," Guan Xun called softly, his three-pronged eyes gleaming, "Why do you insist on having my heart? You have to give me a reason."

He tried to change the subject to distract the other party and perhaps increase his chances of success, but what happened next made Guan Xun realize that he had really oversimplified things.

So how could a man who is aloof and detached from worldly affairs, like a flower on a high mountain growing on a cliff, enduring wind and rain, be so easily swayed?

The Imperial Tutor seemed not to hear Guan Xun's question. A gentle breeze swept by, causing his silver hair to flutter. Soft strands brushed against the tip of his nose, which looked as if it had been meticulously sculpted, before landing on his thin lips.

"Too weak." He said indifferently, not taking the person seriously at all. "Since you are unwilling to hand it over, I also have the ability to make you hand it over willingly."

After saying that, the icy blue eyes under the gauze lowered slightly. It was a very normal action, but it startled Guan Xun.

She had a premonition, a very ominous premonition.

The Imperial Tutor... what is he going to do?

Guan Xun's hair stood on end, every pore on his body keenly sensing the movements around him.

All human fears stem from ignorance, and even Guan Xun is no exception.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; even the faint sound of the wind had stopped. An invisible spiritual force, centered on the Imperial Tutor, was spreading outwards in all directions at a visible speed!

The large tree standing on the ground was pressed down so that its trunk was bent at a terrible angle, but even so, it did not break. It was as if it had been forcibly twisted by something.

Needless to say, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were all flattened and leveled wherever the invisible spiritual energy passed, without the slightest resistance.

Although it retains its usual tender green color, it looks as if it has lost its vitality, having only a shell and no soul.

A look of horror flashed across Guan Xun's eyes. She tried to back away, but her body wouldn't move no matter what she did.

What is this thing...?

Spiritual power? Techniques?

No, it doesn't resemble either.

Could it be... the power of manipulation?!

She immediately locked onto this idea. The power of manipulation is diverse, and it's not surprising that the Imperial Tutor, being so powerful, could possess it.

With his teeth clenched, Guan Xun shifted his gaze from the flowers and plants, sweeping over the Imperial Tutor's silver-white hair, and finally settling on the lonely, cold moon hanging high in the starry sky above his head.

She always understood that if you're not strong enough, you'll get beaten up, which is why she trained desperately. It was the same in every life. She was finally reborn, but she still had to perish in the end... in such a pathetic way!

Looking at the invisible shockwave approaching his toes, Guan Xun clicked his tongue a few times in sympathy for his misfortune.

At that very moment! Her previously confused eyes suddenly cleared, and she abruptly lowered her head to look at her left abdomen.

There, an unusually hot burning sensation was spreading! The area around her dantian was already covered by flames, completely obscuring her Spirit Transformation Pearl!

The flames were unstoppable, bursting out directly from her body!

The cool moonlight poured down from above, and Guan Xun saw that on the smooth bluestone path, besides his own slightly curled shadow, there was also the figure of a giant python several feet tall, coiled up with its head lowered...

Chi Rong...?